Chapter 555 Verification (2)

The Germans transported Heydrich's body back to Berlin and held a grand funeral for him.

The funeral was attended by the Third Reich's politicians and personnel from the navy, army and air force, but people like Qin Chuan and Colonel Koch were insignificant and did not attend the funeral.

The two listened to the funeral live on the radio at the Security Bureau, as well as Hitler's speech:

"I have only a few words to say to the deceased: he was the best Nazi party member, the most powerful defender of German ideas, and the strongest opponent of Germany's enemies. He died to protect Germany's security. As the head of the party and the country, I must award you, dear Comrade Heydrich, the highest honor... the German Medal. You are the second person besides Todt to receive this honor since the Nazi Party ruled Germany!"

(Todt refers to Fritz Todt, who was not only a scientist but also the Minister of Arms of Germany, responsible for the operation of Germany's labor force and various engineering projects. Germany's highways, ports, airports and fortress defense lines including the Atlantic Wall were built under his leadership. He died in a plane crash a few months ago)

Then, Heydrich's coffin was carried to the destination in Beethoven's "Heroic Symphony"... He was buried in the cemetery on Scharnhorst Street.

It was not until then that Colonel Koch breathed a sigh of relief and the stone hanging in his heart was completely put down.

The next second, Colonel Koch stood at attention in front of the radio again, took off his hat and bowed his head in silence for a few minutes.

Qin Chuan could understand Colonel Koch's feelings. Although they became enemies with Heydrich because of some differences, it is undeniable that Heydrich made contributions to Germany that ordinary people could not reach.

Qin Chuan was a little numb, because for him, no matter what contributions he had made, whether he was a general or a soldier, whether he was Heydrich or not, there were too many people who gave their lives for this war. From the perspective of life, they were all the same and there should be no difference.

The most direct impact of this was... Schmidt and others could return to their homes again.

Schmidt still felt a little strange for this.

"Why now?" Schmidt asked, "Have the enemy assassins given up on you?"

"You can say that!" Qin Chuan replied, "You know, they successfully assassinated Heydrich. We will conduct a comprehensive cleansing of the enemies lurking in Germany. In addition, Colonel Koch will also send more people to monitor and protect us, so we are safe!"

Schmidt nodded to show his understanding. After a while, Schmidt said, "Child, you may not be safer at home. If you can, go back to the battlefield as soon as possible!"

"I will!" Qin Chuan replied.

Qin Chuan knew that Schmidt was affected by the assassination of Heydrich... If a person as powerful as Heydrich died under the assassination of the enemy, then what can Qin Chuan, the "legendary sergeant", count for? !

But Schmidt was afraid that he would never think that this matter itself was related to Qin Chuan.

There was one person who saw it.

A few days later, when Qin Chuan and Derwig were printing counterfeit money together, while others were busy, Derwig leaned towards Qin Chuan who was comparing and checking the counterfeit money, and whispered: "Well done!"

"What?" Qin Chuan smiled and replied: "Are you praising yourself?"

"I'm not talking about counterfeit money!" Derwig shook his head.

"Then you are talking about..."

"Your opponent!" Derwig said as if intentionally or unintentionally: "I heard that they arranged Heydrich's funeral a few days ago!"

Qin Chuan was stunned, and then replied calmly: "You think too much!"

"Maybe!" Derwig laughed: "I don't mean anything else, I just feel sad for your enemy!"

After a pause, Derwig added: "In fact, this is not difficult to guess. The obstacle to making counterfeit money has always been him, otherwise it would not be our turn. Now the only obstacle is gone, right?"

Derwig was right. If it weren't for Heydrich, counterfeit money would have been mass-produced long ago.

But Qin Chuan certainly would not admit it. He put down the magnifying glass in his hand and said to Derwig impatiently: "What do you want to say?"

"I have said what I want to say!" Derwig shrugged: "In addition, I want to say... If nothing unexpected happens, our counterfeit banknotes have been successful!"

"Why do you say that?" Qin Chuan asked.

"You sent pounds to the Swiss Bank!" Derwig said.

"Yes!"

"The people in the Swiss Bank are not that stupid!" Derwig explained: "They will be suspicious of the batch of pounds you sent, because Britain has no trade with Germany or even France, and it is difficult to see several bundles of pounds with a face value of 10 pounds in Europe!"

Qin Chuan couldn't help but say "Oh" when he heard it.

The huge amount is one thing, and the face value is all 10 pounds on the other hand, and Switzerland is almost surrounded by the German-controlled area, so they do have reason to doubt.

"What do you think they will do after they doubt it?" Derwig asked.

"They will send these pounds to London for identification!" Qin Chuan said.

"Yes!"

"But they didn't react at all!" Qin Chuan said.

"It is precisely because there was no reaction that I said we were successful!" Deweshi explained: "Because there are only two possibilities... One is that they can't tell the difference, and the other is that it is difficult for them to tell the difference!"

Qin Chuan nodded in agreement. If these counterfeit bills were easy to distinguish, then the British would use an open method: confidently tell Swiss banks and even the world how to distinguish counterfeit bills, so that the circulation and use of counterfeit bills can be effectively prevented.

The problem is that... these counterfeit bills are too real, even professionals can't distinguish them or it's very difficult to distinguish them. In this case, the British side dare not publicize it.

Because the result of publicity is that banks and people in various countries in the world are at a loss... They don't know whether the pounds in their hands are real or fake, which will cause everyone to dare not use or refuse to use them, and the result is to completely destroy the status of the pound and even the British economy.

"So!" Derwig said: "In fact, you don't need to send the pounds to London for verification, because the Swiss bank has already done it for you. What you have to do... is to take a few more bundles of counterfeit bills to the Swiss bank to exchange and see their reaction. If they are reluctant but still bite their teeth to accept it..."

"It proves that our counterfeit bills are successful?"

"Hmm!" Derwig nodded.